Temporary happiness is like waiting for the knife

Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore

Nothing is right, nothing is right when you're gone

I'm loosing my breath, I'm loosing my right to be wrong

I'm frightened to death, I'm frightened that I won't be strong

I want someone to love me for who I am.

I want someone to need me, is that so bad?

I wanna break all the madness, but it's all I have.